I blinked. Flooding? That didn’t sound right. She lived in a freshly renovated house, nothing but top-tier everything. I hadn’t heard a single complaint about it until now.
Before I could even begin to process, Joe appeared behind me. He looked guilty, eyes darting anywhere but at me. “Yeah… about that.” He rubbed the back of his neck, awkwardly shifting his weight. “Mom’s gonna stay with us for a bit. Just until the house gets fixed.”
“And you didn’t think to tell me?” I asked, my glare piercing.
He shrugged like it was no big deal. “It’s only for a little while, babe. You and Mom get along, right?”
Get along? If by “get along,” he meant the passive-aggressive remarks about how we’d been married for six years and still hadn’t given her any grandkids, then sure. We were best friends. But I plastered on a smile, the kind you give when you’re two seconds away from snapping. “Of course. I totally understand.”
Hours later, after I’d pretended everything was fine, I got up for some water. As I passed the kitchen, I heard them talking in hushed voices.
“You didn’t tell her the real reason, did you?” Jane’s voice was sharp, like a knife slicing through the night.
Joe sighed. “No, Mom. I didn’t.”
“Well,” Jane huffed, “I’m here to keep an eye on things. Married this long with no children… someone’s got to figure out what’s going on. Don’t worry, I’ll handle it.”
My stomach twisted. This wasn’t about pipes. She was here to snoop. To pressure me about kids. To “handle” me. I stood frozen in the hallway, blood boiling. What the hell had I just walked into?
The next morning, I woke up with a plan. If Jane wanted to play her little game, I’d play mine. But I wasn’t going to get into a battle of wits with her. No, I was going to kill her with kindness. By 8 a.m., I had already started phase one of my “operation.”
I cleared out our entire master bedroom. Every piece of clothing, every picture frame, every trace of Joe and me was stuffed into the tiny guest room. I even found Jane’s favorite floral bedspread from the back of the linen closet and spread it over the bed like I was preparing a five-star hotel suite.
When I was done, I stood in the doorway, surveying my work. The bedspread was pristine, her cat pictures were lined up on the dresser, and to top it off, I made a “Welcome to Your New Home” basket. Bath bombs, lavender-scented candles, fancy chocolates.
By the time Joe got home from work, I was already sitting in the cramped guest room, arranging our clothes into whatever space I could find. He walked in, his forehead creased with confusion. “Why are you in here?” He peeked around the corner. “Where’s our stuff?”
“Oh, I moved everything,” I said, turning to him with the sweetest smile I could muster. “Your mom deserves the master bedroom, don’t you think? It’s only fair. She needs the space more than we do.”
His eyes widened in disbelief. “You… gave her our bedroom?”
“Of course,” I said with a grin. “She’s family, after all. We’ll be just fine in here.”
Joe stood there, mouth half open, processing what I’d done. But what could he say? Jane was his mother, and I wasn’t technically doing anything wrong. He sighed and walked out of the room without another word.
For the next few days, I made sure Jane was living like royalty. Fresh towels every morning, little snacks placed on the nightstand, and those lavender candles I knew she loved.
She wandered around the house like she owned the place, smiling at me like she’d won. But while Jane was lounging in luxury, Joe was starting to crack. Sharing the guest room was driving him nuts. Not just the lack of space, but his mom’s new obsession with prepping him for fatherhood.
Every morning, without fail, she’d hand him a schedule of vitamins.
“You need to take these, Joe,” she’d say, thrusting a multivitamin at him. “It’s important to get your body ready if you want healthy kids.”
Joe would roll his eyes but take the pills just to keep her quiet.
It didn’t stop there. “Should you really be watching TV at night?” she’d ask over dinner. “That’s not very baby-friendly. You should be reading parenting books. Or exercising. And no more video games! You need to mature, Joe. Fatherhood is serious.”
By day four, I found Joe sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at a stack of parenting books his mom had ordered online.
“I think I’m losing it,” he muttered, holding up a book titled “What To Expect When You’re Expecting.” “She expects me to read this.”
I couldn’t help but smile. “Well, Joe,” I said, suppressing a laugh, “you did say we’d be just fine, didn’t you?”
It was relentless. Jane had taken things up a notch. One evening, she handed Joe a neatly typed list of “fertility-boosting” foods. Kale, quinoa, grilled salmon—no more burgers, no more pizza. She smiled sweetly as if she was doing him the world’s greatest favor.
“Your future kids will thank you,” she chirped.
Joe stared at the list like it was a death sentence. “Wait, no pizza? Ever?”
“That’s right, dear,” she said, patting his shoulder. “I’ve planned all your meals for the week. You’ll feel so much better once you start eating clean.”
That night at dinner, we sat around the table eating dry salmon and tasteless kale. Jane watched Joe like a hawk, her eyes flicking from his plate to his face. He shifted uncomfortably, picking at his food.
“Joe,” she started, “did you take your vitamins this morning?”
He sighed, stabbing a fork into the kale. “Yeah, Mom. I took them.”
“And what about the gym? Did you make time for that? You know, you’ve put on a little weight. It’s important to be in shape if you want to be a good father.”
I couldn’t help it. I kicked him under the table to stop myself from bursting out laughing. He shot me a look, his expression torn between frustration and desperation. After days of this, it was finally getting to him.
Later that night, once Jane had gone to bed, Joe turned to me, rubbing his temples. His voice was low, almost pleading. “I can’t do this anymore, Tiana. The guest room, the vitamins, the baby talk… I’m going insane.”
I bit my lip, trying to suppress a smile. “You have to admit,” I said, failing to keep the amusement out of my voice, “it’s kind of funny.”
His eyes narrowed. “It’s not funny.”
I let out a small laugh. “Okay, okay, it’s a little funny.”
Joe groaned and collapsed onto the bed. “I booked her a room at the hotel down the street. I can’t take another day of this.”
The next morning, he broke the news at breakfast.
“Mom, I’ve booked you a nice hotel nearby until the repairs at your house are done. You’ll be much more comfortable there.”
She blinked, clearly surprised. “But I’m perfectly fine here! And besides, isn’t it time you two got serious about giving me grandkids?”
Joe’s jaw clenched. “Mom, we’ll decide that when we’re ready. For now, the hotel is best for everyone.”
For a moment, Jane just stared at him. Then, realizing she had no leg to stand on, she reluctantly nodded. “Well… if you insist.”
By the end of the day, she was gone. The house was ours again.
As the door clicked shut behind her, Joe collapsed onto the couch with a dramatic sigh of relief. “Finally.”
I grinned, sinking down beside him. “So… kale for dinner?”
He groaned. “Never again.”
“He’s homeless living on the streets,” thinks one fan about handsome Hollywood Johnny Depp after his private visiting local music shop
Ever after prevailing in his six-year defamation lawsuit against his ex-wife Amber Heard, Johnny Depp has maintained a low profile. The actor is taking care of himself and planning his future. But after he went vintage shopping, several of his outfit’s comments came from fans.
Celebrity from “Pirates of the Caribbean,” Johnny Depp, recently prevailed in a six-year lawsuit for defamation brought by his ex-wife Amber Heard, who accused him of abusing his power.
In a private island ceremony, the ex-couple tied the knot in 2015. They were only married for 15 months, though, thus their union was brief.
After accusing Depp of domestic abuse, Heard sought a temporary restraining order against him, citing “inconceivable differences.”
In 2016, Heard and Depp’s divorce was finally formalized, with a $7 million settlement between them. However, the bad news started when Depp filed a defamation lawsuit against his ex-wife in 2019 over an article she had written for the Washington Post in 2018 in which she accused him of sexual assault.
Beginning on April 11, 2022, both sides accused the other of abusing the other physically, emotionally, and mentally.
The two performers now had to strip away every aspect of their relationship in front of the court, which only made matters worse. However, Depp won the trial on June 1. The jury determined that Heard’s claim in the article that she had been sexually abused was defamatory.
The actress is said to be unable to provide Depp with the $10.4 million that Heard was expected to pay in exchange.
The jury gave Depp a $15 million damage award one week after the slander trial concluded. on talk about their significant victory, Camille Vasquez and Benjamin Chew, his attorneys, were invited on Good Morning America.
It was made clear by the lawyers that the actor’s goal in the case was to repair his reputation, not to make money.
After winning the case, Depp also made a statement of his own. He considered how false yet grave and hurtful accusations six years ago had altered his life and the lives of his children.
He acknowledged the amount of abuse he encountered in the media, but he expressed gratitude to the court for restoring his life.
“The best is yet to come, and a new chapter has finally begun,” the actor wrote as he concluded his statement. True enough, yet not quite. The truth never fades.
After the Battle, what happened to Depp?
It was his career, not the money, that drove Depp to battle for his image. Since the actor has always taken pride in his work, he was not going to allow anything unduly undermine his efforts.
The actor is apparently aiming to make a comeback to our screens now that he has prevailed in his case that changed his life. However, Depp is putting his own needs—both bodily and mental—first before resuming his profession.
It was disclosed by an insider that Depp was not thinking back on the past. He was keeping his head up and making every effort to avoid any bad vibes. The insider stated that the actor was pleased and relieved with the outcome.
Now, as he eases into his next actions, the actor is reveling in the sensation of having the burden he carried for six years lifted off his shoulders.
An other source disclosed that three months subsequent to the verdict, Depp was doing well and had even resumed his dating life.
Even though Depp is doing well, he recently appeared in public, and his attire drew criticism from certain admirers.
Does Johnny Depp, who is fifty-nine years old, appear to be homeless these days?
While looking for guitars, Depp stopped by an antique store. When a movie celebrity of such caliber strolled into the store by accident, the staff was taken aback.
Robert Miller, who has owned Hemswell Antique Centers for more than 20 years, said Depp was a very real person.
Miller claimed that the actor was being his easygoing, everyday self, which made the encounter enjoyable. He took his time looking over and playing the instruments, making himself comfortable.
“For someone like that to come through our doors is brilliant,” Miller said, expressing how amazing it was to have Depp walk inside his store. He went so far as to say that Depp will undoubtedly return to purchase additional guitars because of his positive experience.
Though some admirers thought Depp’s outfit was great for vintage shopping, others were criticizing the actor’s style based on the images from his visit to the antique store.
Many supporters expressed their happiness with Depp’s victory. He was praised for being a kind person who was now able to live his life without having to conceal.
He fought and avoided the most lethal bullet from that six-year case, earning him plaudits from other admirers. He was also wished well in his next chapter by his supporters.
Conversely, admirers were perplexed by Depp’s attire but yet expressed the same endearing feelings.
Given his attractive appearance, one commenter expressed confusion about the actor’s choice of “horrid clothes.” He was nevertheless commended for succeeding in wearing his unusual fashion sense.
While some readers openly claimed that Depp looked destitute, others believed the actor’s costume was the ideal attire for vintage shopping.
Fans were nevertheless thrilled to see the actor out and about again, saying he simultaneously appeared joyful and destitute.
Wearing an all-gray ensemble, Depp’s jacket appeared worn out with several holes, and his pants had visible unfinished hems, giving the appearance of patched denim.
His signature blue glasses, a maroon pair of hand gloves, a checkered scarf, and a blue denim cap completed the ensemble.
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